I work in a computer club. There are two children aged 8-9 years. One asks the other "and your mother will not come here", "No, I locked her home, and she has no key". OO

Somehow a SEO specialist goes to a bar, restaurant, buy alcoholic beverages, clubs, the best bars in Moscow, order a banquet in a restaurant.

Authority : Lech
Why do I write to a girl here?
Vlad: She responds only in three days at best?
She is on you.
The Government: Cool
But this is not news.)
It is bad : =)
Then you did not drink that the butterflies ignore you.
VLAD: I just thought
VLAD: There is another explanation.
I'm not telling anyone that the bodies don't respond to my messages at all.
Vlad : like she comes back three days of such happiness that I wrote her something))))
See also: MB
My friends are dying of happiness.
I have to :)))))
Tagged: fucking
What are we macho?

Prepod (with a measured lecturer's tone dictates under the record): Under the microscope, gentle, thin light pink sticks of Escherichia coli are visible. Under the microscope, you can see gentle, thin...
I am (from the first party, echoed): sexual.
Prepod (obediently): gentle, sexy, light pink sticks of Escherichia Colli...

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And the mold, you know, is already green and not white.
The electric shoe.

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and Pushkin)
It is fun)))

by Irina 20:09
He moves and looks at me.

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And I’ve just thrown out the soup from the pot recently, so to say, the slice.)
At the stage of the primary bouillon it was about a month ago (

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When I started my work, I used to use the first tools.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
You are a star.)

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It is funny (
And after me, Max ran with "Please": "Well, throw it out, it’s terrible!!!and "

He was born and lives in Belgium. There, apparently, about Russia the same opinion as the Americans.
In general, he comes to us at the NH and gives: a hat, a valley, and children on a mattress.
He, it turns out, after walking around Moscow last year and not finding bears there, realized that Russian traditions are dying out.

And you knew that we have toilet paper on different sides of different shades. It gives power: depending on your mood, you can rub the Dark Side, and you can rub the Light Side.

Today, across the country, citizens in a single momentum with disgust vote for "United Russia"

She: “I’m cuddling like a cat, cuddling about your chest”
He: “I sweat like a cat, I lick eggs.”

The site, of course, is fun, but dancing on other people's graves has never been fun. It is a pity that there are so many trolls here.

It was pleasant:
Rothcam (German) met a local doctor on a holiday in Tunisia, married him and stayed in the country. They soon had a daughter, Amira, but then the relationship between the spouses broke up. The couple divorced in 2007. The court in Tunisia recognized the right to custody of the mother, but in practice it had no importance.
Tina Rothcam flew several times to the country to take Amir to Germany, but without success. Her last visit to Tunisia coincided with the beginning of the Jasmine Revolution.
Rothcam was able to get to the airport with her daughter, but they were not allowed on the plane and, in addition, took all the documents available. For his part, the ex-husband filed an application to the police about the kidnapping of the child.
Finally, Tina Rothcam managed to get to the island of Djerba and negotiate with the smugglers about the shipment to Italy.
Italian border guards, according to their own words, were extremely surprised when a tall blonde fell on the shore among the migrants. The German embassy arranged Tina and her daughter in a hotel and then helped to get to Düsseldorf.

Pepper, the real mother.

XXX: I woke up at night, I woke up, I think, it all started! I took to cut it!
WOW: If I didn’t know what a note was, I’d be scared.

<ry> I read the list of kings of Norway: Harald I Beautifully Hairy, Erik Bloody Sekira, Hocon I Good...
<ry> of course, after a bloody seeker, whoever is good!

My grandmother is killing me. On free nights she doesn’t bake cakes, she doesn’t clean the house and doesn’t dig in the garden, she sits in a photoshop (someone has set up an old grandmother’s fist) and makes my face to all sick aunts!

HH: Why did you leave him?
WOW: Well you tell me.
WOW: How can you live with a man whose main pride is the 70 level in this game?
HH: It’s really strange...
Oh, even my brother 82!! to

Millions of millions will earn a man who invents a search engine that recognizes music on request "ta ta da-tam-tam-tam-tam param-pam pam tadadadada TAM!"

If life and reason are dear to you, stay away from these muds.
She is: What?
This is from Sherlock Holmes.
It is about the internet...

Life is good when you rarely have to ask God and often thank God.

Sometimes you can simply be amazed by nature and nothing more!
This story was told by my uncle, I believe him, and as far as you are concerned, everyone has their own opinion. On behalf of my uncle.
When I woke up in the morning, I went into the so-called laundry room. As I was there, I heard a loud whisper. The scratch was very worrying. I went out and went to the direction of the new building (in the courtyard the renovation of the residential premises was done, as the family is not small, there the nest of laurels and raised offspring), went down to their nest and I see, the laurel flies to the nest and from the nest periodically flying out and flying into the window. I looked around, like no cat thief nearby.
The local shark often scared the laurel with its appearance. But why was the bastard afraid? I began to look closely around. and understood. To the nest on the balcony not yet covered by the ceiling hasn’t rushed half-meter snake. She called for help to protect her offspring. I began to starve in search of a long rod or likeness to sting a snake. At the moment the crack stopped, it seemed strange to me.
I thought that the laurel had reconciled with fate. At one point I felt sorry for her. But suddenly the laurel returned carrying in the cloth what it was.
I put this “pick” between the nest and the snake at approximately the same distance. I was surprised when I saw how this "touch" turned out to be an adult godmol. The godmother, seeing the serpent, stood up in his legendary stand and stood waiting. I became interested and I opened my mouth and stood waiting for the unlock, forgetting to look for the rod. Here, the snake almost climbed close to the mooring is visible even without doubting its superiority over some insect. But the godmother, letting the serpent go exactly as much as he needed, rubbed with a sharp movement with his hands.
"Hands" on the serpent's eyes and the snake curved fell from the balk and already blinded fell into a bunch of rubbish. In the meantime, the laurel, feeling that the danger had passed, caught the godmother and flew away.
This kind of mutual aid had to be observed by my uncle at the time. People should learn from animals!! to

“Mr. Medvedev, why are there so many billionaires in your country?
Last year we indexed pensions twice.